Tiandu.
In a luxurious KTV.
Jiang Yan and a few of his scoundrels were stuffing themselves with food to celebrate their great victory!
He didn't expect to get rid of Jun Mo so easily.
It was simply too easy!
They were extremely happy now!
Was it because they had benefited from this matter?
No!
They just want Jun Mo, opera
All of this was just rotting together with him!
It's good to just wait for death like this. Why do you have to revitalize?
Just as everyone was having fun and getting drunk.
One of them's cell phone rang.
He opened his eyes in a daze and subconsciously swiped his finger across the message. He took a closer look.
Just this glance had scared him awake!
"Damn it! Jiang Yan! Jun Mo's master is Fu Hongde? How dare you cause trouble without knowing the truth?”
Jiang Yan, who was beside him, drank even more.
At this moment, his brain was a little unable to react.
He asked,"
"Fu Hongde? Who is Fu Hongde?"
"F * ck! I want to f * cking kill you! You've caused me so much trouble! My dad still wants to climb up this year!"
This person went up and gave Jiang Yan a slap!
This finally woke Jiang Yan up.
He was about to counterattack.
He saw the person who hit him hand the phone to him.
When he looked, his entire body turned cold!
The VIP account verified by the vice president of the Chinese Drama Association had just sent a message.
There were not many words.
But every word pierced his heart!
"Those people in the opera association who criticized my disciple Jun Mo, who are you?”
"If there's nothing else, hurry home! What do you know about opera!"
“......”
"Also, ask your parents to come and see me. My last disciple is always naughty. I have to ask you how to control my children!”
Once this article was published.
The fishing wheel instantly reversed!
"This is the big shot who can truly represent the Chinese Traditional Arts Association! What kind of stinky fish and rotten prawns were those previously!”
"F * ck! Little mister's master is so domineering!"
"The vice president of the Chinese Drama Association! Haha, did this flood the Dragon King Temple?”
"Are you kidding me? Wasn't this just a temporary worker trying to fire the boss's son?”
"Haha, I'm dying of laughter.'Whose family are you from?' It's so funny!”
"Yeah, what do you know about opera?”
"What right do you have to say that! Does Jun Mo only know opera?"
"Friend above, how much is it for you to send a message? He should introduce them to his underlings! I want to earn money too!"
"I'm dying of laughter. He even asked if Little Sir knows opera!”
"Can you please go and watch A Singer?”
"Haha. Master probably called their parents over because he wanted to ask them how they 'raised' such an 'excellent' son. Even their youngest disciple is more sensible than you!”
“......”
The netizens went crazy. He threw out memes wildly.
At the same time, other than a few people who were 'taking orders' for the first time.
The other veteran troll army members knew that they could no longer continue to lead the way!
If a real big shot appeared, their employer would probably be in trouble!
They were right.
Their employer had already returned home.
Facing his father's ashen face.
Even though he was already 30 years old.
He still did not dare to breathe loudly!
"You unfilial son, can't you just be a good-for-nothing? Why do you have to find trouble for me!”
His father, Old Jiang, panted heavily as he looked at his good-for-nothing son.
Then, he thought about Fu Hongde's disciple who was addressed as 'Little Sensei.'
This gap!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
He immediately took out his belt and greeted them.
"Tomorrow, I'll have to go to Old Man Fu's place to be scolded and bullied! Today, I'll beat you to death first!"
"Aiyo, Dad!"
..................
Everyone else was making a scene.
Then, the main character of this incident…
What is our 'little mister' doing?
"Motherf * cker! Jungler, this scammer! Why aren't you helping me!"
Jun Mo's phone rang with the words " Di Fei Te "!
The little braised egg he had chosen had successfully achieved a score of 0-7-0, achieving a super ghost achievement!
Jun Mo was playing King of Pesticide in a presidential suite in Shanghai!
"No one is helping me! I've become infertile!”
Jun Mo hadn't been angry for a long time!
Sure enough, games are the best way to make people feel this way
Just as Jun Mo was feeling indignant, the phone rang.
So it was Yang Mi 'er.
"Hey, Sister Mi, that's right. Old Master Fu is my master. Haha, you didn't ask me before."
He hung up the phone.
Jun Mo turned on his phone and looked at the trending searches on Weibo.
He touched his chin and muttered to himself,
"Yes, I'm still too handsome! They're all talking about me!"
This shameless bastard!
Then, he saw the number one on the VR trending list, the essay written on the VR account that his master had registered.
Jun Mo knew that his Master didn't write it by himself with just one glance!
First, her master slowed down her typing speed bit by bit. Du, he definitely wouldn't write so much!
Secondly, Master actually didn't curse!
Therefore, there was only one truth to the first time in a million schemes-
It must be Senior Brother Zhu who wrote it!
Then Jun Mo continued to browse the forum and found that his other senior brothers had also uploaded the forum.
It was just that the number of comments forwarded was small.
It was probably because everyone's attention was on the old man.
These senior brothers had all gotten married and started their own businesses. Some of them were also working in the opera association.
They rarely met.
But friendship was not fake!
Jun Mo felt warm in his heart when he saw this.
"Eh? Did Yang Mi 'er and Reba also help me post?”
Suddenly, he saw Yang Mi 'er's VB.
It made Jun Mo feel some inexplicable emotions.
Because he knew that it was very difficult for two artists who were on the rise to make such a decision!
This kind of friendship must be remembered in his heart!
But what surprised him the most was Zhou Man's VP.
Moreover, it was written with sincerity.
He perfectly refuted what the people on the opposite side had said about Jun Mo.
It seemed that Zhou Man's character was indeed very good!
This person was worth getting to know. If there was anything, he would really do it!
In fact, until now.
Jun Mo didn't know who wanted to mess with him.
He didn't even know who Jiang Yan was.
But that wasn't important, was it?
He was the kind of person who couldn't stand to see others doing well.
She hoped that others would do the same when she was not doing well.
How pathetic!
Besides...
Even if he really couldn't sing opera songs in the end, there were still other songs, right?
Jun Mo had the entire Blue Planet behind him!
Originally, he did not plan to sing any opera songs for the recording of The Singer.
He did not expect these people to insist on running into the muzzle of a gun!
Alright then, another song!
He could use the grandmaster-grade suona that the system had given him previously!
I'll shatter you!
..................
At this critical moment, Jun Mo was ready to post a VB article.
Since he had seen it, there was no need to hide.
However, there was no need to respond.
His friends and family had helped him respond.
Yes, Jun Mo remembered all the people who had spoken up for him in this incident.
Although Jun Mo didn't care much about the methods of Jiang Yan and the others.
But Yang Mi 'er, Reba, and Zhou Man didn't know Jun Mo's background!
It was a timely help when Jun Mo's future was uncertain!
It had nothing to do with the outcome!
He thought about a lot of things.
Jun Mo decided to write something about opera.
He remembered that many people wanted him to write the complete background story of " Dragging Silk Scenes ".
Yes, I'll write this.
He opened up the program and edited a paragraph of text.
He clicked publish.
Soon, countless fans received the notification.
"Jun Mo, whom you're following, has updated a piece of VB. Would you like to check it out?”
Good heavens, Little Sir still remembered that he had a VB?
He didn't even respond to such a big matter!
Now that the dust had settled, why would he still post about VR?
There was only one article in Jun Mo's VB.
He briefly explained that he had opened a VB account and made a verification.
There was no news after that!
There was no marketing at all!
It was also not a blessing for his fans. Sharp!
What nine-square picture?
It didn't exist at all!
The only thing the poor fans could do was wait for the songs.
So now, the only one in the world had been covered by tens of thousands of stories!
It was all because of the netizens 'self-satisfaction!
It was fine when it was nothing in the past, but Jun Mo didn't even bother to respond to such a big matter this time.
Awesome!
Everyone was extremely curious as they opened up the VB to check.
As expected, a new message appeared!
There was only one sentence inside.
Many fans didn't even see what was posted and rushed to the sofa.
"Hey, Demonic Bell? I want to withdraw the case. I found the person! Yes, Jun Mo came back by himself!”
"Little mister, you still remember that you have a V-Bo?”
"Good news from the delivery room. Jun Mo has updated his VR!”
"Young Sir, tell me the truth. Did you forget your Weibo password?”
"Excuse me, what do you think about those people slandering you today?”
"I know about the weekly updates and the monthly updates, but you're the one who updates the year!”
"Everyone, see you next year! (Dog Head)"
After snatching the sofa, everyone was ready to look back at Jun Mo's words.
艹!
He couldn't understand!
You need to know classical Chinese to play VB now?
That's right!
Jun Mo agreed to the fans 'request and wrote down the background story of " The Dragging String Play."
The classical Chinese edition-
"Young Master Yu can see ghosts. He once met a puppet man in a snowy night temple. His hair was ragged."
" She looks like a living person, with tears on her face. When she smiles, she disappears into the flames."
"Weng suddenly realized something and covered his face as he wailed. I'm warm and lonely."
When had the netizens ever seen such a situation?
Was he really a f * cking young mister?
He even used classical Chinese?
Less than an hour!
There were over 100,000 comments, 100,000 shares, and over a million views!
It instantly reached the top of the trending searches!
#Jun Mo personally wrote the background story of " The Dragging String Play "#
Whoosh!
Was this the influence of Little Sir?
"F * ck! Was this Little Sir's belated response to those people?”
"You said I'm not worthy? Do you think I'm trying to please the public? I'll show you!"
"No way. I called you Little Mister, but you're really here to write classical Chinese?”
"Tell that little guy to come and take a look! Was this a randomly adapted puppet show story?”
"Is there anyone who can help explain what Jun Mo meant?”
"Quickly go and watch the battle notes! There was already a special explanation on the Hot List!”
"Thank you, brother. Good people live a peaceful life!"
Everyone immediately turned to the battle audio.
He saw that the number one on the trending list was broadcasting live.
When she came in, she saw that it was indeed the translated version of the background story of 'Dragging String Play', which Jun Mo had sent.
The person inside didn't look young. His hair was almost white.
However, her face was ruddy and she was extremely energetic.
He then looked at the battle note certification.
Damn it!
Professor of the Department of Ancient Literature at Tiandu University.
Although no one really understood what the research direction of the Department of Ancient Literature was.
However, they knew about Heavenly Capital University.
It was the top university in the country, and this person was a professor.
The old man in front of the screen looked at the time and then at the rapidly increasing number of people. He said indifferently,
"It's about time. I'll translate this article for everyone first and then interpret it with my own thoughts.”
"The protagonist of the story, I, can see some unusual things since I was a child."
"At that time, I was young and impetuous. I didn't take anything seriously.”
"Whether it was seeing ghosts or traveling alone, I didn't think it mattered at that time."
"On that snowy night, in that temple, I met the old man who was performing puppet shows and his puppet."
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